The Two Proud Sky Dragons’ Shura Fields

"After tomorrow, I don't want this auction house to appear in Shanghai...Of course, not anywhere else." Pei Ming turned around and said, and the next moment, nine men in black appeared behind him.

This is the power of the saint. She is in charge of nine Guiyi Realm powerhouses alone. These nine powerhouses are completely loyal to her. The dead usually follow her.

Among the other strong men, such as the elders of the temple or the guest ministers, there are even a few strong men in the unity realm, but they are not as loyal as these men in black.

Now these are all cheaper for Pei Ming.

"Yes." The man in black lowered his head and replied.

When the other people in the auction house saw these men in black, they were frightened and fell silent.

This is "Nine Compassion", the most loyal dead warrior of the Holy Maiden. People in the Demon Realm have heard of their name for a long time, but they have never seen them. Because most of those who have seen them have become their dead souls.

"Let's go, Ajin." Pei Ming held Yue Xiuzhi's hand, and glanced at Pei Xiaoming again, "And you, kid, keep up."

The three walked out of the auction house, and a cleaning was just about to start here.

...

Arriving at the palace of the saint—the devil world calls it the Holy Palace, Yue Xiuzhi said to Pei Xiaoming: "Little servant, you are safe."

Pei Xiaoming held back all the way, and couldn't help but ask, "Who are you?"

"You're really interesting. Before asking someone's name, don't you tell yourself your family name?" Yue Xiuzhi asked back.

"My name is Pei Ming, I'm just a casual person." Pei Xiaoming said, and then stared at Yuexiu Zhidao, "What about you?"

"My name is Rong Jin, the useless eldest son of the Rong family." The way of Yuexiu was quite self-deprecating.

"..." Pei Xiaoming didn't know how to answer this sentence. How could anyone call himself a waste when they met?

"She's a saint, you should know that, right?" Yue Xiuzhi pointed at Pei Ming and said, "We're going to get married soon."

"... Oh." Pei Xiaoming replied dryly.

He didn't know what this person who looked exactly like Shi Ze but called himself Rong Jin was having an awkward chat with him here.

"You said you are a loose person, so do you have a place to go?" Yue Xiuzhi asked.

"...No." Pei Xiaoming said, he really didn't know where he was going.

As soon as he came to the Demon Realm, he was taken away by those slave traders. Now that he thinks about it carefully, he really has no destination in the Demon Realm.

Even the target is vague.

He only knew that he wanted to rescue Uncle He and Uncle Feng, and then...to become stronger in the Demon Realm, and to raise his Demon Cultivation to the realm of Transcendence, because both Heavenly Dao and Master said that this is him things to do.

It is also his destiny to become a god.

"Then you should stay in the temple first, be a handyman or something... Anyway, with such a low level of cultivation, you can't do anything else." Yue Xiuzhi said.

Pei Xiaoming thought for a while, then nodded.

He really has nowhere to go, and now that he has just arrived in the Demon Realm, he is completely unfamiliar with the Demon Realm.

It's better to stay in the temple first, familiarize yourself with the devil world, and then make plans.

As for being a handyman... he doesn't care about these things, Rong Jin is right, he is currently cultivating in the level of a magician and spiritual master, and indeed he can't do anything else.

"When you make up your mind, I won't stop you if you leave." Yue Xiuzhi said, and left with Pei Ming.

Pei Xiaoming watched their figures go away in a daze, as if he didn't understand the purpose of this person named Rong Jin.

Although it seemed that he took his mask while taking advantage of the fire, it was a great kindness to keep him out of the auction house. Let him stay in the temple now...

But he didn't have much time to think about it, and soon someone took him to the residence arranged for him, and then told him some rules and regulations about the temple, including his rewards and punishments as a handyman, and told him His job is to take care of the herbs in the medicine garden.

...

"Are you really willing to let him work as a handyman?" Pei Ming joked.

The two sat down on a pavilion in the garden, and a servant served them tea.

"If you can't bear it, you have to be willing." Yue Xiuzhi played with the teacup, "If he is an ordinary person, I would like to take good care of him for the rest of my life and not let him suffer a little bit. But after all, he is not an ordinary person."

"Let him suffer a little now, and maybe he can suffer less in the future." He lowered his eyes and said, "I'm afraid, the suffering now is not as good as what happens later."

"You don't need to make him a god." Pei Ming said, "You know, I can manage another world."

"You also know that it is impossible for me to do this." Yue Xiuzhi smiled.

"Yes." Pei Ming sighed lightly.

The lover's tenderness to others always makes him sigh and envy.

He was afraid that the boy would fall if he had to go too far, and he was reluctant to break his wings. I just wish that both sides of the sky where he soars are filled with cotton wool, and I am afraid that one day he will fly to a place that he cannot reach. At that time, there is no cotton wool, only the thin ice under his feet.

In the past, Pei Ming could only watch helplessly, dryly jealous and helpless, but now he is much more self-willed.

The beautiful woman stood up, walked behind Yue Xiuzhi, and put her cheek on his neck.

"You are always so kind to that kid..." Pei Ming said, because his voice is still a clear and soft girlish voice, Yue Xiuzhi felt a little disobedient, and at the same time felt numb in his ears.

"Did I treat you badly?" Yue Xiuzhi turned around and asked.

However, Pei Ming pressed him directly on the stone table and bit his lover's lips hard.

"But I think you are only good to me." He said his greatest ambition without any concealment.

"Sorry..." Yue Xiuzhi sighed, stroking his lover's back.

"Don't be sorry, I know." He kissed his lover's eyelids and said softly.

Pei Ming is an unreasonable person, even now, he is still unreasonable.

But he is willing to put Yue Xiuzhi at the center of his world, so that he can look at the world from his perspective.

Doesn't he treat Yue Xiuzhi the same way Yue Xiuzhi treats that kid?

I wanted him to only look at me, but I was afraid that his eyes would lose color.

...

The wedding of the two was quickly arranged. On the day of the wedding, even Pei Xiaoming, who had been immersed in cultivation, also went.

There are many people in the temple, except for those who are arranged to organize the wedding, the rest can also go to the wedding banquet and drink some wine together.

Pei Xiaoming sat in an inconspicuous corner, watching the couple step by step into the hall.

Everyone, no matter if they sincerely congratulated or pretended to flatter, whether they were happy or disdainful, they all put on a happy face.

He always felt that these two people gave him a sense of familiarity, but apart from Rong Jin's face that was exactly the same as Shi Ze's, he had no idea where this sense of familiarity came from.

"I can almost foresee what the Taoist Companion Ceremony you're going to hold in the future... I guess it's the same. Everyone is smiling on the surface, but in their hearts... umh." Yue Xiuzhi said to Pei Ming via voice transmission.

"It's not bad to be able to smile on the surface. I don't expect them to be really happy. We are the ones who live, not them." Xu Shi is in a good mood today, and Pei Ming also said in a relaxed tone.

There are not many procedures for the wedding in the devil world. They swear oaths in the hall and witness each other's oaths.

After the two newcomers had entered the bridal chamber, someone teased and said, "You said that trash like Rong Jin can satisfy the saint?"

"That trash has a good-looking face. I really don't know what the saint is looking for in him." His companion said disdainfully.

"Just wait, it won't be long before the Holy Maiden knows how useless this kind of waste is." They said.

The disdain of others had nothing to do with Yue Xiuzhi and Yue Xiuzhi. Today, Yue Xiuzhi was very excited.

"If I'm on the top...I mean, you are the body of a saint now...what should I do?" The two kissed on the bed, Yue Xiuzhi suddenly thought.

Fuck, Pei Ming is now in the body of a woman, or a saint, if he is really on it... what a mess.

Pei Ming was stunned for a moment, and then a muffled laugh filled his throat.

He grabbed Yue Xiuzhi's hand, and while leading him to touch his chest, he said in a hoarse voice, "This is just a blindfold."

Yue Xiuzhi really felt that his hands were flat... no, there were still some ups and downs, it was the hard pectoral muscles.

He was heaving a sigh of relief, and Pei Ming took his hand to feel under his body again.

Yue Xiuzhi once again held the inhuman thing that nearly dislocated his hand...

He quickly withdrew his hand as if his hand was scalded, and said, "Then, then there's no problem..."

He swallowed, and said, "Don't worry, I will be very gentle..."

Pei Ming laughed for a while, and said to his lover, "Okay."

For this time, Yue Xiuzhi did his homework. After all, he was once a straight man, so he didn't understand this kind of thing at all. So he checked all kinds of information in modern times, trying his best to let both of them have a perfect first time.

He patiently finished the foreplay, his body was bursting with flames, and when he was about to lubricate Pei Ming, he was suddenly turned over by his lover and crushed under him.

"Wait, didn't you say I was on top?!" He asked in panic.

"It's you on top, but you have to wait a little longer. Put it down, you will be on top later." Pei Ming laughed.

Yue Xiuzhi wanted to say something, but suddenly he snorted.

The body was broken into by the slender fingers.

asshole!

...

Pei Ming fully fulfilled his promise and kept Yue Xiuzhi on top.

Yue Xiuzhi: Hehe.

The next day, with red and swollen eye sockets and a hoarse voice from crying, he smashed the jade pillow in his hand at that bastard.

"Get out!"

Although throwing pillows is a motherly thing, but now he is struggling to even bring up the strength to throw pillows.

Pei Ming stood and let him hit him with a pillow, but it didn't hurt him anyway.

"You were tired yesterday, so don't get so angry today. I'll bring you a bowl of porridge to moisten your throat." Pei Ming kept his voice low, but his sincere smile seemed to Yue Xiuzhi It's cheap and good-looking.

So the people in the temple saw that the saint who had just got married yesterday not only got up early today, but also asked people to cook porridge for the husband with a happy face.

...Could it be that a strong person like a saint likes to be pampered by a weak person?

Across a wall of their bedroom, one could vaguely hear the saintess courting and coaxing that man in every possible way.